About Me

Gathering Children

"Some would gather money Along the path of life, Some would gather roses, And rest from worldly strife;But, I would gather children From among the thorns of sin, I would seek a golden curl, And a freckled, toothless grin.For money cannot enter In that land of endless day, And roses that are gathered Soon will wilt along the way.But, Oh, the laughing children, As I cross the sunset sea, And the gates swing wide to heaven I can take them in with me. -"